Divine Destiny

#39

Rahma keeps pacing back and forth between going or not if going Rahma is still sick to imagine coming in and enter Azam is being treated by another woman is crowded once it just imagines how if it is real and if not to go this problem will get runnin uncontrollable.

At times like this the only way should Rahma succumb to lower her ego because it is impossible to wait for Azam to come home while she is sick again.

Rahma takes a deep breath and throws away the rough "huhhfff" she picks up the car keys, the bag and the wallet step out. Rahma has decided that whatever happens, she must be strong.

With mixed feelings Rahma split the road that was quite crowded by vehicles, either what Rahma was thinking until Rahma did not see anyone who wanted to cross the road as a result.

Cittt......

Rahma stepped on her heart brake and was shocked and rushed out to make sure that the woman in front of Rahma's car was okay or not.

"Astagfirullah like papah."." said Rahma panicked to approach the woman who lowered her stomach that bulged maybe the woman was also shocked..

"I'm not papah bak." said the woman.

"Here let me tire.... "

Degs....

Rahma's heart that has not been normal now beats faster to see the face of the woman he almost hit the woman was also the same eyes glared perfectly to see the woman who almost hit him, no matter what Rahma had to do just not flinching at all.

"Ah.. "the woman's scream when she stepped her legs was painful indeed Rahma's car stopped not hitting her legs but because she was surprised the woman was sprained.

Rahma who heard the ringing of a pregnant woman in front of her immediately realized in her daydream she was so sick to see a pregnant woman who had difficulty walking.

Rahma is confused as to whether she should help or just let the woman who made her hurt.

"Sir. let me help" in the end Rahma helped the woman even though her heart was sliced but Rahma tried to throw away her anger.

"Emmmz bak... "the woman's words were a little jolted because Rahma helped her walk and led her to sit on a chair on the roadside the gentle practice of Rahma made the woman unwell "looks like this tub is kind"the woman's inner.

Why did Rahma help him? helping the woman who made her household destroyed, even Rahma spread her hand to massage the sick woman's leg even though she initially refused but Rahma forced her out of pity, Rahma simply follows her instincts to help her fellow humans.

After peeking Rahma's eyes looked at the woman's distended stomach suddenly her chest ached again, both eyes have issued clear liquid tampa permission from the owner is not strong Rahma he immediately stood up to step leaving the woman .

Just one step Rahma stepped and immediately stopped her step back because her right hand was tight.

" I'm sorry tub." said the woman trembling.

" What bak saw at that time.everything is not true.pardon me... "

"What does it mean is not right. "cut Rahma while turning to look at the woman in front of him that makes the woman immediately silent because of fear she immediately lowered her head trembling.

" Explain what happened" said Rahma coldly no more tenderness .

The woman ventured to look at Rahma, her eyes from the watering, Rahma sat next to the woman with a straight forward gaze waiting for what the woman was going to say.

" In fact I do not know my husband bak. pardon me who has made a misunderstanding really I had to bak.karna I need money for my mother's surgery and biyaya checkup my womb... again I'm sorry.... "

"Truly I had to.... "

Rahma closed her eyes, her hands clenched tightly clutching her robe, her eyes so sore that there were thousands of blunt knives slashing her heart.

From there the clear liquid continues to appear unceasingly Rahma's mind is so dazed not knowing where to hear the reality that exists.

Rahma immediately kicked the woman out when she told everything because she did not want to vent her emotions even though Rahma actually wanted to be angry at the woman who had stretched her household rope but Rahma was also a little overwhelmed because of the condition that lady.

With a heavy heart the woman left Rahma who clenched her hands tightly until whitening made the woman a little afraid.

"Mas." murmured rahma to himself.

Instantly making Rahma jerked considering that her husband again sick Rahma immediately ran towards the car and turned it on.

"*D... Mas please do not be angry with Mas. about the work Mas can explain everything... Mas was really disappointed Dek. when Ade said that.... "

" Recall..what we see or hear about a person's ugliness.... Tabayyun.. "

" Once again I'm sorry... Mas. pamit keoffice first..I love Ade because of God.... "

"Mas can explain everything... Deck... "

"Don't come near.... "

"mlmas please..Ade. believed the same Mas. mmas could not have done such a heinous deed...Ade believes it.. "

"Excuse Ade mas. " Rahma muttered with her sobbing considering the words of the husband who kept spinning in his head.

"*B*As I can trust... Moreover, the news is already widespread..."

"*I*tu.. is not what Ade thinks....Mas.. "

*Title....

"What am I doing with this hand" cried Rahma "Ah... "

" *J*if you don't want to go. Let Adek go.... "

"*Don't... "

Azam's words continued to ring in Rahma's ear the shadow of Azam who continued to try to explain always Rahma rejected because ignited emotions until the quarrel, humiliation and slap Rahma gave to Azam.

"What I've done is robb" Rahma's inner scream as she clutches her own mouth.

"*B*oknay... Mas will go.. one thing that needs Adek to remember.. what we see or hear is not necessarily... if God has shown the truth, do not seek... Mas.. "

Rahma's tears continued to pour as Rahma remembered the last words Azam had said.

"*J*If God has shown the truth do not seek... Mas.. "

"No Mas. no. "no, Rahma screamed while driving from earlier Rahma drove almost to make an accident because her mind drifted everywhere.

Rahma wipes away her tears as she blocks the gaze of the road.

"I'm sorry for Adek Mas's mistake... I must be sick for Ade's actions... "

"mlSorry Aas ah... Astagfirullah ya robb's"

Rahma ran like a madman into the hospital with her eyes covered, her clothes tangled, her headscarf shapelessly approaching the revisionist.

"Sorry as a patient on behalf of Muhammad Khoerul Azam where? "asked Rahma impatiently.

"Bentar bak. "jawan revisionis slightly jerked at the appearance of Rahma.

"Jasmine room No 122 tub from here turn aja bak.. "

"Thank you Bak" said Rahma immediately ran.

Rahma immediately stopped seeing Mama and Azam's father crying while hugging.

Rahma's chest is beating faster is really tight.

Degs....

Rahma as if bewitched sculpted not flinching at all heard the screams of the doctor and the nurse pale face helplessly out of the room pushed past Rahma making Rahma's heart stop beating because so his sigh just said was difficult like suffocating.

His two watery eyes began to fog thickly until darkness attacked.

"Bruck...."

"Rahmah.... "

"Astagfirulah.."

jeng. jeng.......

seriate............

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